Category: Poetry
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Like a Pine Tree
If I could organize my brainLike a pine treeWith a fiery passionate trunkA sturdy coreLImbs of ideasWhere nests can be built Pointed needlesWhere the rawness is synthesized to fine detail that supports growth Roots Where ideas are not buriedBut stored for a season Until they draw resourcesFor expansion A brain as iconic as the scent…
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Anxiety to-do List
Im making a to-do listEven though I know just what to doWriting it out bullet by bulletThinking it over and overMaybe I should just do it That thought is probably true But today I’ll just be a dreamerTomorrow I’ll follow through I’m sliding down a slippery slope Yesterday’s tomorrow is todayAnd today is the dayIt’s…
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The Creative Life Cycle
Little bits and piecesSome old and some newSome from projects completed Some I’ll never useSome yet to be started Man, they sparkle when they’re new This is where I find myselfWhenever I come to I vacuum up a sewing pinPull ends of yarn from the cracks of the couchDust off all the half finished projectsComing…
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Wholesome
Between two phasesShe swam Away from the cloaked shores footholdAnd into the waters raw freedom The waterGentle on her skinSoothing and exciting RawPrompted the terrifying taskOf letting go She couldn’t help but feel Wholesome Nothing can taint nature’s natural glowNot even the deepest held insecurities and taboo desires No longer afraid of the once judgeable …
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I Have Realized
I step out of the comfort of the warm lit houseRight away, I realizeThe brightness of stars against the deep, dark, midnight skyThey shine, almost an oddity, in this Rhode Island Sky between Boston and New York CityPure wild darkness, the kind that produces night terrors and harps on fear,is what brings them to life…
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Into the Woods
It’s in the woods where my mind and body often meet My feet in boots squish along the muddy trail My arms spread wide to maintain balance over icy ground My lungs bring nature’s air deep into my chest My mind gets stuck in the mudIt tries to lure me back to solid ground To…
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Lake Minnewaska
Her water is smooth and softly rippled So clear I can see my toes several feet below the surface Mountains line her edges for a 360 view of white cliffs Blue sky is dotted with clouds above I swim undisturbed, besides a growing community of fellow long distance swimmersI swim freely, with no boundaries other…
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The Value of Work
Eight hours a dayIs what is said to beFair contribution to societyFor those hanging in the middle of the American ladder But not all eight hoursAre spent wisely, or wastedUsed for true goodFor life changing innovationsTo simply put a meal on the tableAnd for guilty pleasuresWho’s to say their true value? We love to judge,…
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Friendship
We build an image in our head of true friendshipOf closeness, dedication, and being there no matter whatOf staying up until 3 AM together laughing, long phone calls, and road tripsOf watching each other grow old We think we find true friendship and we hold it closeMaybe so close that we smother itWe let ourselves…
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Eternal Childhood
Lay your head down Wish that you may escape To a world of childhood and long flowy dresses and flowers braided in your hair Lay your head down And rememberRunning barefootForts in the woods and soup made from wild onion grassChristmases, birthdays, and road tripsArt projectsSwimming in the lake Lay your head down and knowLike…